The Big Two-five

I'm officially old.

Oh, whatever, j/k, I've been saying that for the last five years. Every year I get oldER. And that's no longer exciting! 25 doesn't feel much different from 21, and I'm no longer wishing away the years.

The weeks and months, sometimes, I wish away, but not years.

24 was a big year for me. Got married, went to Hawaii and Spain, got pregnant, had a miscarriage. What will 25 bring? Good things and bad, undoubtedly. Only time will tell how much of each. There are lots of things I hope will happen by the time I turn 26, not the least of which is learning patience and the realization that 26 is not that old.

So what am I doing today besides sifting through Facebook notifications and a choir concert tonight? Nothing, it's just Wednesday. Erich is out of town. Blah.

Happy birthday to meeeeeeeeee.

What should I do?

I have a problem on my hands. Back when I was about 11, I started collecting Beanie Babies. What can I say? All the other kids were doing it, and they were super cute and inexpensive. Before too long, my collection grew to about 65!

I just pulled them out of my parents' basement yesterday, thinking I would pick out a few to keep and get rid of the rest. Well, I can't sell them because they have little value any more. But my problem is this: I still think they're really cute! What's wrong with me? I can't bring myself to give them away.

But what's a grown woman of almost-25 going to do with 65 Beanie Babies? I welcome your suggestions.

Weddings make me happy

This is my friend Sarah. We've known each other since we started college at Valparaiso in the fall of 2001. We became really good friends in the spring semester of 2004 when we were roommates. She had spent the previous semester in Cambridge, England and I had been in Reutlingen, Germany, so we were both in need of a roommate. Seemed like a good solution to room together.

Sarah and I have different personalities, but despite these differences (just in personalities, not in opinions!), we got along really well. We were the only two people in our class with the exact same major--BA in church music with piano as our primary instrument. (But we both like singing better. :) And that spring semester of our junior year was important for church music majors. We had our church music class together as well as our practicum, other music classes, and Chorale. And since we knew we worked well together, we roomed together on Chorale tour, which was a long one! And you know what? We never fought. I don't think we even got sick of each other. And even though we have not spent as much time together since that semester, we've kept up with each other through graduations, different jobs, moves, and she was a bridesmaid in my wedding.

And now my friend Sarah is getting married herself! Her Chris is a really great guy, and I know they will be very happy together. After their super-fun bachelor/bachelorette party on Friday (combined, because that's more fun), I am very excited for this wedding and am honored to be a bridesmaid. There's nothing like getting together and having great beer (at Harrison's and Rock Bottom) with genuinely friendly people.

This one's for you, Sarah and Chris! I wish you many blessings in your married life!

My Funny Husband

Erich and I are watching "Entourage" on DVD. In one episode, one of the guys buys an injured racehorse to save him from the glue factory. After it ended:

Erich: Will you buy me a horse for my birthday?

Me: . . . sure.

Erich: (incredulous) WHY??

And then I laughed for ten minutes.


P.S.: I have so much posting to do on so many topics! And yet, I have so little time to post. I feel bad about this. :(